Grooms
susie jo
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Susie Jo with polio
Iâm listening through the phone
Sisterâs sick and so is Nick so weâre flying home
Smoked with dad in ambulance and listened to the beeps
I miss everyone I miss everyone
When we met
we were tied in barrett
We we sangwe were joined, bang-to-bang
And we walked til weâre sore, wanted more
When we moved we were house, we were room
When we fought we were knit, we were cloth
And our hairwas the hair of the flock.